To Whom It May Concern..
Don't know if I can make the grade,
It's been so long since the fade.
Writing poems was my pastime,
Now I wonder in my blurred mind,
If I could even make a rhyme.
The one I love has disappeared,
He doesn't want to even be near,
Or close enough to talk in prose,
So I have decided just to close,
The heart that was so full of him.
It was overflowing to the brim.
Now I cry day and night,
So much for love it took a flight,
Into the blue up above,
Flying free like a dove,
Pure and white and so carefree,
Evidently done and over with me......
He looks at me then looks away,
His walk is now slower with a sway.
The warrior I knew is no longer there,
He seems down trodden and unaware,
Of love that hovers still for thee,
To last throughout eternity.......
Written on 11/09/06 by tinkerbelleswish
Does it work or not???
2006-11-10
05:28:13
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Hey Mark, is that what you think of me? Perhaps you're right. Not because of what I wrote, but because of what I am. A fool..... but if so, then so are the rest of the crowd that was involved in this journey to destroy it all..That's why my tears are real and so is this effin poem.....
2006-11-10
09:45:30 ·
update #1